A bone to pick...

I don't think Cooper ever found a bone she didn't like. Her favorite were soup bones. She also liked her rawhides too. Her favorite ones had the knots on both ends. She would gnaw off one end and then the other. They gave her hours of enjoyment. Sometimes she'd bury them; we weren't sure if it was to save them for later or just to 'season' them. But we would know when she had buried them because she'd have a clump of dried dirt on the end of her nose!